Tokyo Girlfriend Illustrated Book

"Are there other celebrities recording the show here today? Is this a performance accident? Wouldn't your program team coordinate in advance?"

"Now those fans who should have gathered around have gone to the front, what should I do?"

"Really, the atmosphere in the entertainment industry is getting worse and worse now. As a public figure, you should take the initiative to maintain public order. We are holding a meeting in a place where everyone walks and relax, and we don't know which company the artist is from. I must file a complaint.”

"What!? That person who doesn't follow the rules is Mr. Hojo?"

"Bold! Who gave you the courage to speak ill of Mr. Hojo?!"

"But it's impossible. Tomorrow is the day when the Neon Mystery Writers Association awards awards. Why is Mr. Hojo here?"

"It's actually true!?"

"Oh my god!? These passers-by are so lucky, they can meet Mr. Hojo while taking a normal walk."

"Quick, quick, are the cameras on?"

"On this day, the supreme teacher Hojo arrives in his loyal Kyoto today."

"Follow up with the boom microphone. You must record my conversation with Mr. Hojo perfectly!"

Kusaka Hero shouted loudly and headed towards Hojo Kyousuke, first walking quickly, then turning into a trot, and finally turning into a sprint.

Even the director who chose the role didn't expect that Kusaka Heroes would be so effective as a show. All the staff, including the host, watched helplessly as this guy went from being crazy at the beginning to becoming fanatical at the end. He really understood the true fragrance theorem.

Hojo Kyosuke frowned when he saw a camera approaching. Fortunately, the college students nearby were very privacy-conscious and had spontaneously blocked the program crew.

The director obviously also knew something about these thorns in Peking University. After all, they once conducted an exclusive interview with the Yoshida dormitory of Peking University, which was like a pig's nest utopia. He even doubted whether these guys could take out a lump from their trouser pockets at any time. Pig shit hit him in the face, so he stopped wisely and watched the guest he invited, Hero Kusaka, jumping up and down like a monkey on the outside of the human wall.

"Teacher Hojo! Teacher Hojo! It's me! Kusaka Hero! Your most loyal believer!" Kusaka Hero shouted loudly, waving his arms.

"Who is it?" Hojo Kyosuke asked in confusion.

"I don't know." Yamauchi Sakura also frowned.

However, someone among the people still waiting in line provided a valid clue:

"He's the star who made a shoddy mystery drama, and then the entire crew bought Mr. Hojo's book and took pictures to gain popularity. His name is quite funny."

"Oh, it turns out it's him."

It suddenly dawned on Hojo Kyosuke that there was no one to blame at all. He basically left the publicity work to Tetsuta Kirisaki, except for the parts that required him to play in person. However, seeing how enthusiastic Kusaka Hero was, he still waved to him to come over.

"Ha, am I dreaming? I actually met Mr. Hojo here. Are you taking a walk?"

As soon as Kusaka Hideo came over, he bowed at ninety degrees, and then kept talking with his small mouth:

"Wait, I understand. Everyone must know that Mr. Hojo is going to win the prize, so the media and publishers all came to disturb you, so you came to Kyoto to hide for a while, right?"

Hearing this, the fans who were queuing couldn't help but look at Hero Kusaka and the camera next to him with strange eyes.

"No, my knowledge is a bit shallow. It should be that the glitz of awards and honors makes Mr. Hojo reluctant to hesitate. You, who is naturally indifferent to fame and wealth, came to Kyoto to see the Kamogawa River, which does not rejoice in things or grieve in itself, right? "

Hearing this, all the Kyoto University students who knew that Hojo Kyosuke was just walking with his girlfriend had huge doubts in their hearts. Is this the reason why Mr. Hojo appeared here? Even a famous star can see it, but a Beijing University student like me can't see it?

"Ah, you are worthy of being Mr. Hojo. This kind of realm is worth learning in my life, but I probably won't be able to learn it. After all, let alone winning the biggest award in the neon reasoning world, I was even invited to participate in a TV show The show almost made me jump with joy.”

This guy still knows what he is like? !

Everyone was shocked by Kusaka Heroes. The director of the program had already made up his mind to invite Kusaka Heroes to be a regular guest in the future. This guy was completely on the wrong track when it came to filming TV series. He would have already become famous if he came to the TV station.

Hojo Kyosuke took a photo from Sakura, signed it and took it into Kusaka Hideo's arms, hoping to make this guy leave quickly.

He didn't feel any media harassment at all before, but now he really feels it.

"Wow!! Suguichi!! Were all these people defeated by Mr. Hojo? They are so strong! So handsome!"

The Kusaka hero held the photo above his head with both hands and made a happy pig noise.

Hojo Kyousuke raised his head in surprise and found that Kusaka Hideo's autographed photo was the one Sakurara said he would take as the lucky prize.

It seems that this guy is really lucky. There were so many people attending the previous online carnival, but he was the only one who had a full meal. Now that he came to the show, he caught himself and got the lucky prize.

With this thought in mind, Hojo Kyousuke asked:

"Mr. Kusaka, are you free to attend the award ceremony tomorrow?"

"Of course! I applied for the admission ticket a long time ago!" Kusaka Hero answered immediately.

"That's it. I was thinking that if you don't have a ticket, I have some more here." Hojo Kyosuke nodded.

"Please sell me more, Mr. Hojo!" The fans in line shouted immediately after hearing this.

So Kyousuke Hojo, who was quite a fan, took out a few photos, marked them on the back, and gave them away as lucky prizes. In the meantime, Hero Kusaka stood aside and acted as a security guard faithfully, and finally he made some suggestions. The rude person who invited Hojo Kyosuke to dinner.

"Are you really not going to have a drink with us, Mr. Hojo? I know a very authentic kaiseki restaurant. The owner often receives entertainers and his tone is quite strict!"

The hero under the sun invited enthusiastically.

Yamauchi Sakura almost laughed out loud when she heard this. Kyousuke is indeed a very cute fan who even dares to say such things. Doesn't he know that as an artist, his career will be ruined if word spreads about him inciting minors to drink?

"Next time, there will be many opportunities in Tokyo in the future." Hojo Kyosuke smiled and shook his head.

"Well, I inquired about that store from my seniors in the company before I came here. I'm willing to bite the bullet and borrow money for a banquet with Mr. Hojo. If I go alone, then forget it. Next time, next time you must give me a Opportunity, it’s all thanks to Mr. Hojo that I am where I am today.”

Hero Kusaka said solemnly, and then bowed ninety degrees.

Hojo Kyosuke's mouth twitched, he smiled silently, and finally thanked the other party for his kindness.

"By the way, wasn't there a guy named Kamiki Hikari who was talking bad about Mr. Hojo before? Look at it, even if that guy is a senior with a much higher status than me, I will definitely not let him go. Please look forward to it. My activeness!”

The hero of Kusaka takes his final bow.

"...Then I look forward to your activity." Hojo Kyosuke said goodbye politely.

Holding Yamauchi Sakura's little hand, the two of them walked slowly down the bank of the Kamogawa River under the glow of the glow.

The sunset became more and more gorgeous, like a piece of tie-dyed silk hanging on the horizon, with the moon hiding behind it and dressing up carefully.

No one came to disturb the silence between the two of them, and Yamauchi Sakura had no interest in disturbing others.

The walking trail next to Kamogawa River is called a walking trail, but it is different from the walking trail next to Chidorigafuchi. There is no rubber or stone or cement on the trails here, just sand that has been flattened and compacted by countless people. It is not as soft as rubber and not as hard as slate when you step on it. It is quite comfortable. Once you step on it, you can even feel the fatigue of your body flowing down the soles of your feet to the earth, giving you a soothing feeling of being tolerated.

Holding Sakura's soft little hand, feeling the delicate skin and distinct finger bones, Hojo Kyosuke could feel Sakura's whole person even if he didn't turn his head and look to his side.

Like some middle-aged couples around them, neither of them spoke and just walked quietly.

After a long time, many businesses on the riverbank turned on their lights. The dim Kamogawa River seemed to flow into the Heian Period, and Kyoto City once again became Heian Kyo.

Hojo Kyousuke turned his head, but not to look at the ancient riverside shops, although there were many people raising their mobile phones to take pictures. But he has his own scenery and has no time to pay attention to other things.

By chance, Yamauchi Sakura also looked over, and the warm yellow light like a candle from behind shone on her, and every strand of hair was clearly visible, but her little face fell into the shadows.

"Everyone calls you Hojo-sensei~"

The girl smiled and tilted her head playfully.

Hojo Kyosuke was about to speak, but Sakurara said again:

"Why do so many people like you?"

His fingers became stiff for a moment, and Hojo Kyosuke's throat was twitching, but it was difficult to even swallow.

He looked into Sakura's eyes and didn't see Kamogawa in them, only his dazzling self.

In her eyes, the man named Hojo Kyousuke was so shining, even in this peaceful Kyoto, he was unique and outstanding.

But...what about him?

"Why do so many people like you?"

This sentence seems to be referring to the many fans and the funny character Kusaka Hero that he met just now, but Hojo Kyosuke, who has a clear conscience with Sakura Yamauchi, knows that there will never be a place for those people in Sakura's eyes.

She was talking about them.

She also knew that he knew.

Yes, when I think about it carefully, it seems that I have never seriously talked about those things with Sakura. Although she already knew about her affairs with Mitsuha, Shiyu, and Glass, she had never formally discussed them.

This was not normal, there had been very few secrets between them since they were children. Even when Sakura asked for a pornographic movie from a classmate for the first time, she asked Kyosuke Hojo to watch it with her. With this guy's character, of course he wanted to try it right away, but someone said that although he was a pervert, it was still too early. The two of them never even hid their most primitive desires from each other.

But why were these things never said?

Every time the idea of ​​talking about it comes up, I always forget it unconsciously, as if...as if I have already told her about it.

There is a feeling that cannot even be described as tacit understanding, it is almost like telepathy.

Sakura knew what he was thinking and agreed to everything.

After a moment of silence, Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head.

"Sorry, Sakura, I..."

No matter what, it was unfair, cruel, and his fault for Sakura.

"Sorry? Why did Kyosuke apologize?"

Sakura interrupted, raised his two small hands, carefully held Hojo Kyousuke's chin, pushed his lowered head up again, and then said:

"Don't bow your head. Why should my Kyousuke apologize? Seeing you bow your head, I'm almost mad to death."

She stood on tiptoe, and kissed Hojo Kyousuke on the mouth with a sound of mua~.

"Does Kyousuke think I'm jealous or angry?"

"No, I..."

"Yes, I'm not jealous."

Yamauchi Sakura's little hands fell down and turned in a circle.

She stood sideways with her hands behind her back. The lights of the riverside shops sprinkled on her smooth and delicate profile, which was so beautiful that it made people trance.

"Hey, Kyousuke."

"Yes, I'm here."

Yamauchi Sakura's little face was slightly raised, and her amber eyes were brighter than Jupiter in the sky:

"You know, unlike them, I'm special."

She was not asking for an answer, but was sure of this, as if this was the truth of the universe.

Hojo Kyousuke's eyes were inexplicably sour, and he nodded vigorously and affirmed:

"Yes, Yamauchi Sakura, you are special."

He reached out and held her hand tightly.

Of course she is special. I fell in love with her the first time I saw her. In this life, the next life, and the next life, he would drag her out of bed every morning to go running, using papaya stewed with milk as bait.

See, she really knew what he was thinking. This is the tacit understanding that belongs to Hojo Kyosuke and Yamauchi Sakura.

"Hehe~~"

Hearing Kyosuke's serious answer, Sakura actually laughed a little embarrassed, even though she just said such a second-year word.

However, the girl quickly found a target to divert attention - a small stone that came from nowhere.

She lowered her head, pointed at the small stone with her free right hand, and declared loudly:

"You are also special!"

Then she kicked the stone away, and then led Hojo Kyosuke to run over to catch up with the stone, and kicked it away again, chased, kicked...

Finally, she was tired of running, let go of Kyosuke's hand, stood on her knees, breathed hard, and asked Hojo Kyosuke to go first.

"I'll catch up with you right away!"

So Hojo Kyosuke walked forward obediently, his steps were very slow.

Yamauchi Sakura also caught up quickly, she put her fingers in the gap between Hojo Kyosuke's fingers and held them, but she let go after just two steps, not sure if she was looking for a special stone or taking a rest.

But just like before, the girl caught up quickly and held her fingers with Hojo Kyosuke again. Separate, hold, separate, hold...

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